When the lift rode was finally over I waved them goodbye and quickly went into my new apartment. It's nothing special. It's just one room, a kitchen and a bathroom but it still feels like the most amazing thing in the world.
As I walk in the middle of the room I notice a smaill sticky note in the floor and pick it up. Close the curtins while changing. I have no idea what this means. I stick the note onto the white wall and walk to the window and open the black curtains that were hanging infront of ir. When I look to the other side of the street I notice a balcony where two guys are sitting on with perfect sight on my room. Now I get the sticky note. I quickle close the curtins again.
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The warm water from the shower is dripping off of me onto the naked bathroom floor. When I'm done drying myself I walk into the apartment and open up my bag. I pull out my black calvins, short shorts and a hoodie and put them on.
I turn around hoping to be faced with a mirror but then remeber that I don't have any furniture. "Well great! What did you expect Blake? A fully furnited apartment" I whisper, grabb my phone and search for free wifi.
When I finally find a wifi conection I search for the nearest Ikea grab my purse and take a screenshot of the map. I don't know how I'm gonna get there or how I'm gonna get the stuff back to my apartment but I believe that I can do it. At least I have enough money to buy the furniture. I laugh and walk out the door. Gosh I'm so stupid.
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When the elevator opens Mike looks up at me with suprise. "Where are you going?" He asks and I tell him that I was going to buy some furniture. "Do you have a car?" I shake my head and he starts laughing. "You know that the next Ikea is one hour away. With a car!?" I shake my head again and he starts laughing even louder. Okay, I feel kinda stupid rightnow. Why is that so funny to him?
As he finally stops laughing, he tells me to wait and walks into his apartment. What the fuck! Why am I waiting for this douch, that just laughed at me cause I didn't know how far it is away. I'm not gonna wait for him. I press the button for the lift and wait. Who does he think he is just laughing at me. I'm new here how should I know.
"Ahhh!!" I scream, turnig around only to be faced with Mike who has an amuzed look on his face. "What is it?" I ask. " I'm gonna drive you." He says, pressing the button I just pressed. "Why?" - "Because you need new furniture." He replies and and impatiently taps with his feet on the floor. Gosh this is annoying.
"You don't have to drive..." he cuts me off. "I know Blake..." he pauses and I realize that he asks me if he got my name right and I nod. "But since we're neighbors now I thought I'd do you a favor and we might get to know each other better." I really don't want to go and buy furniture with this macho but I also need furniture and someone who knows how I'll get to Ikea, so I nod and he smiles.
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"Hey Blake! Look at this one." Mike says, pointing towards a white bed with a big headpiece.Shopping with Mike isn't really that bad. It's actually pretty great! He told me that he's studying arts at UCLA and works on a big project with a few other artist. He also told me that he's 19, latino just like me and that his boyfriend just moved in with him.
"Wow! This one is, it's amzing." I say and I can feel a wide smile build up on my face. "So should I write down the number so we can pick it up later?" I nod. "Mike?" I ask and he looks at me. "What is it?" - "I just wanted to apologize. I was being a total bitch befor and uhmm, I'm really sorry." I say and bite my lower lip, while waiting for a response. "It's fine Blake, really. Let's be friends from now on alright.?" - "Alright." I say and take the waggon with the decorations in it.
"We bought a lot of cool stuff, don't you think Mike?" I ask, I'm so excited to decore my room. Especially since Mike told me that him and he's boyfriend would help me. "Are you excited?" He ass and I quickly nod.
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Welcome to California
FanfictionMaybe she's better off without him... Maybe she only loves the idea of fixing him... Maybe he wants her despite the fact that she'd be better off without him... Maybe he only loves her because he needs to be fixed... Maybe they weren't meant to be...